Ok, we have lived at our new home for 8 months now. In this short time my stove has ruined not one, but two pairs of my shorts! Can I tell you how many respectable, public at large allowed to see pairs of shorts I have? Two. So, as logic would dictate, those are the two pairs of shorts that the stove would go after. So, now I have no shorts. I actually broke down and sobbed in utter frustration this morning over it. You see, it's the stupid handle. It has no cap on the end or anything, so if I walk too close to it, say I'm trying to slip past Carl like I was this morning, then it immediately grabs hold of me and tries to eat me! Oh well. Guess I should look at this as a good reason to go buy more shorts.